Showing posts with label Reading. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Reading. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Library, I Love You

I love the local library always. Oh wait, I don't like them when they don't have the book I want. Like today, I wanted The Screwtape Letters by C.S. Lewis and they didn't have it! I was disappointed. They also didn't have the book by Mark Zusak that I wanted. Dear Library, today you failed me. However, I came away with a few good reads none the less.
  • The Color Purple by Alice Walker
  • Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen
  • Mansfield Park by Jane Austen
  • The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne
  • Leverage Point by Gerald N. Lund
My sister has been reading the classics and I decided that that would be a good direction to take since I haven't any other books I'm dying to read except The Color Purple. I just started The Scarlet Letter and so far, I'm enjoying it. It makes me feel smart when I understand the words because it is so different from how we talk now. I just have to keep an open mind and the words flow like a fast paced river into my mind. (Cool metaphor, eh?) I was not surprised to find that we had all the classic books in my on home library, but there is something magical about pulling the book off the shelf and putting it in your stack, then getting it scanned. I love that sound that says, "These books are all yours for a whole month!" I am offically guilty of having a stack of books sitting on my floor by my bed. At least every week or so, there is a different stack instead of the same ones for months, right?

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

The Love of My Life

I get cravings for it on some occasions and when I do, I go to the Library, spend way too much time looking through the shelves and selecting the small, large, thick, thin, colorful, or dull books. Then, I rush home and READ. One book a day, often reading late into the night. I've always been that way since the time I was 9. I couldn't bear to draw out the time spent reading so I always read like it's going out of style or something. Homework gets neglected and it's painful when I'd have to go somewhere and stop reading. I love getting lost in books, in school, I would have teachers calling my name and I wouldn't even noticed, I'd be so into my book. There are whole new worlds to imagine and people to see. I love creating the character in my own head and I often see them much differently than the authors description because of my very independent imagination. However, if you tell me I have to read a book for school, especially a text book, I will neglect it, or procrastinate.
Reading is the love of my life. I've never met someone or done something that has left me so addicted-yet. Now I bid you farewell as there is a stack of books on my desk waiting to be devoured.